As soon as Ada hung up the phone she let out a heavy sigh of relief and bit the inside of her cheek nervously as she began to make her way back down to the dungeons.
She couldn't be sure, but she was hopeful that Adam had bought into her reasoning for calling. At the very least he hadn't immediately bitten her head off and promised her death, so in Ada's mind, that suggested that he at least didn't completely disbelieve her.
The sound of her footsteps echoing down the stairwell sent an uneasy shiver down Ada's spine. Her mother had taken to spending all day down here since they had been confined to the palace.
The Elite guards of the Royal Elder Council never left her father's side and he hadn't left his room in days. She had been going backwards and forwards to try to speak to him, but she was pushed roughly away by the heartless bastards that guarded his doorway.